An Understated Dominance

Chapter 33

“You must be kidding, right, Dad? This can’t be aged wine!” James‘ eyes were wide as dinner plates.

“Look at how yellowish it looks, though. It must be fake!” Florence accused.

“You guys must not have seen brews like this before. Aged craft brews get this color, and it only darkens the longer it’s been aging. Every wine connoisseur knows this.”

The looks on everyone’s faces quickly changed. Their accusations had just been dampened significantly, not by just anyone but by John Nicholson himself, a well- known wine enthusiast. His judgment couldn’t be wrong.

“I was blessed to be able to try such a fine wine years ago with a government official, but this brew right here must be finer than the one I had that body and finish tell me it must’ve been aged for at least 50 years!” John smacked his lips, still enjoying the brew’s aftertaste. ?

“How much would it cost on the market?” James asked curiously.

“It’s priceless. You couldn’t find a willing seller even if you offered a city’s worth. But if we judge based on recent wine auction values, it should cost at least two million dollars,”

“Two million?!” Everyone gasped. They’ve never even heard of wine that costs this much! Chris‘ Grand Cru was nothing compared to that!

refused to believe it. “Are you sure about this, John? How

of pants, not to mention something this expensive!” James cried. His argument brought forth the

a point. How could that vagrant have

did you get this brew,

it to

scowled. “How could someone like you have friends rich enough to buy a drink like that? Even if they did, why would they give it to you in the first place? I bet you stole it from

James nodded vigorously, finding a new

He refused to believe Dustin could afford this sort of quality wine,

of all things, Dustin? Do you know

prison for theft?” Chris huffed, appearing

pauper have gotten a hold of something

to me. I didn’t

Then, after revealing it wasn’t, they find another accusation of him having stolen

why there was no

Where’s your excuse now? I knew you stole this!” Florence